This armored behemoth has slowly put away its ferocity and continues to move forward in this narrow subway tunnel.
The two hard tracks crushed the original subway track.
With the sour sound of metal friction, the remaining Death Claw limbs scattered all over the ground were crushed into pulp by the tracks.
Even the complete corpse was cut into two pieces by the tens of tons of weight, or crushed into a piece of sticky meat, and it was no longer clear what it was.
Lister was sitting in the commander's machine gun position.
An 800-round hard-core armor-piercing machine gun belt had been reloaded with his neat movements.
The slender barrel was pointed at the straight subway tunnel in front of him.
The 1887 shotgun has also been placed above the turret of this tank.
Whether it is sustained firepower or facing the death claws that attack at close range, Lister can respond very well.
The 1887 shotgun can overturn the skull of a Death Claw within one meter.
But as if the strafing just now had wiped out most of the Death Claws in this tunnel, Lister and the others were already approaching the underground research institute, and they did not notice the Death Claws appearing in front of their dormant armored company.
But Liszt and the others did not take anything lightly, because there were still faint roars in the subway tunnel, indicating that there were still traces of Death Claw activity.
They had gone deep into the Oak Flower subway station, and according to the markings on the map, they were very close to the mysterious underground research institute.
And Liszt's face no longer had much of a relaxed expression.
He looked solemnly at the subway tunnel in front of him, his expression gradually becoming serious.
Due to the undulations of the terrain, the laying and construction of the subway tunnel seemed a bit curved.
I don't know if it was Liszt's illusion, but he actually found that the subway in front seemed to be built differently.
Slowly frowning, Liszt glanced at the subway tunnel in front of him.
Instead, he looked at the details around him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and observed carefully.
The subway tunnel here seems to have not been maintained for some years.
It can be seen quite clearly in the spotlight-like headlights.
The mottled cement walls have peeled off a lot, and there are even accumulations of dead branches and leaves in the drainage channel next to it.
It seems that it has been blocked for more than a while.
But for the most important means of transportation in a city and the most popular subway, this phenomenon is unusual.
Although Liszt walks half an hour every time to the repair shop where he works, he still understands that if even the most important subway is in disrepair, or even fails to clear obstacles in time, then the responsibility of the city government can be said to be Nothing is done.
As for Liszt, who had lived in this small city for about a year, he did not find this small city to be negative or backward.
Instead, it seemed very orderly.
"This is obviously wrong.
If the city government cannot even clear the drainage channels that are related to subway safety on a regular and timely basis, then it is not just a matter of inefficiency."
Reaching out at his waist and taking out his tactical flashlight, Lister climbed and stretched out most of his body, supporting his movements with his hands, and looked at the drainage ditch next to the subway base with the light of the tactical flashlight.
But according to standards, the drainage channel, which was nearly half a meter deep, was already densely packed with dead branches and leaves, which had obviously been piled up for a long time.
Liszt tilted his head and sniffed slowly.
The smell of rotten leaves made his brows wrinkle more and more: "It has not been cleaned for at least half a year."
Leaves and dead branches are organic matter and are very easy to rot in this dark and humid environment, and the smell of rot is definitely unpleasant.
The exhaust gas emitted by the 1a2 "Abrams" main battle tank is also very strong, and the smell of blood is also quite obvious, but Lister can still detect the smell of decay hidden in it.
Because this is so clear, he only needs to close his eyes and take a breath, he can know that the leaves and branches were washed by the summer water, and then rotted and caused by the long-term accumulation and sultry heat.
Fermentation also gives off a lot of odor.
"This is really weird, isn't it?"
Liszt frowned tightly, put away the tactical flashlight, and put it back into the pocket on his back.
But when he looked at the dead branches and leaves still piled up in front of him, it was quite obvious.
And he even discovered that there were traces of silt on the subway on the base.
If there was no problem with the drainage channel, there would be no silt on the base.
The presence of this kind of silt in subway tunnels, which have always been safety-focused, is a clear indication of the city government's incompetence and inaction.
While he was frowning, the 1a2 "Abrams" main battle tank under him slowly stopped and parked in front of the subway base, crushing a burst of metal against the subway track under its tracks.
The sour sound of friction.
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When Liszt raised his head, there was a solemn look on his face, because just a hundred meters in front of the tunnel, a pair of broken masonry and concrete fragments were piled up, even covering the subway tunnel.
A little less than half.
The piles of bricks and broken earth had covered the subway tunnel with a stone, as if it had been blasted, and all the earth and concrete fragments were scattered in the tunnel.
In fact, it definitely suffered an explosion.
The traces of black flames were obvious and had spread almost ten meters into the tunnel.
The dark appearance was also affected by the instantaneous high temperature.
And as Liszt looked, in the corner of the nearly collapsed tunnel, half of the tunnel was blown into a big hole.
Because the light could not shine in, it was so dark that it looked like a huge mouth swallowing people.
"Looks like we're in the right place."
After pondering slowly for a moment, Liszt looked at the dark hole in front of him, but couldn't help but frown tightly.
A large area of the wall that had been burned by the fire was black, and there were many broken masonry and concrete fragments in the nearly three-meter hole, which was obviously a hidden area construction site.
But combined with the map of the underground research institute he had just seen, his face became even more solemn.
He gestured towards a 2 "Bradley" infantry fighting vehicle in the rear and said loudly: "Arrived at the destination. , all personnel got off the vehicle to be on guard, and relied on the armored forces to establish a defense line on the spot."
At the same time, he quickly turned over and jumped out of the commander's machine gun position.
At the same time, he pulled his backpack and reattached it to his back.
At the same time, he stuck the Winchester 1887 shotgun in the specially reserved side position of the backpack. 249 light machine gun stood on the turret, half a meter above his head was the top of the subway tunnel, and Lister looked at the E Company soldiers and old Bunar who had all poured out behind him, and nodded and pointed to the collapse in front: " General Bunar, if I am not mistaken, that is the reason for the drastic changes in this small town. " Four or five fully armed E Company soldiers rushed up first with 4a1 assault rifles.
All the tactical flashlights in their hands were pointed over there, illuminating almost every hidden corner.
After confirming that it was correct, Old Bunar, still wearing his general uniform, walked over, still surrounded by two burly E Company soldiers as guards.
But he himself was not bothered by this kind of personal protection.
He stretched out his hand to push away a soldier.
He looked at the pile of earth and broken concrete in front of him, and his eyes slowly narrowed.
"The armored forces couldn't get in, that entrance was just too small."
Sofitel also walked over from behind, looking at the subway tunnel in front of her that had almost collapsed in half, with a serious expression on her face.
This time it was really a test for them, because the collapse hole that was more than three meters high and two meters wide was not so easy to drive a tank or infantry fighting vehicle into.
As coordinated infantry, once they leave this ferocious armored beast, the consequences will not be optimistic.
What's more, the darkness in the tunnel can be seen clearly even from a hundred meters away.
The headlights of the 1a2 "Abrams" main battle tank cannot be dispersed.
I am afraid that there is a certain depth in the collapse hole.
No one knew what was inside, but looking at the large number of death claws before, everyone's heart was cast into a shadow, and the relaxed and optimistic mentality before was no longer there.
Without their armor and heavy fire cover, they were now at an absolute disadvantage.
Both Liszt and Old Bunard saw this very clearly, because the facts were right in front of them.
Slowly turning his head, Old Bunnar glanced at the group of young men from E Company around him.
Although they all had serious expressions, they were not as fearful and panicked as before.
With a smile on his lips, Old Bunar said slowly in a hoarse voice: "What enemy can face my boys?"
He first walked towards the front and took the 4a1 assault rifle handed over by a soldier next to him.
Old Bunar didn't say too many words, but his example showed what he was thinking.
Looking at the soldiers who were following behind him, with a proud smile on his old face, he pointed at Sofitel and said loudly: "Sofitel, leave a squad behind, Liszt and the rest of the people will follow me.
Destroy them" "Understood."
Liszt also responded along with the other soldiers.
He suddenly discovered that old Bunar had a different kind of charm, which made him smile slightly at the corner of his mouth.
For some reason, he remembered the leadership qualities described in those novels in his previous life. 249 light machine gun, he turned over and jumped out of the tank.
At the same time, he looked at the forty or so E Company infantrymen in front of him, and also consciously joined in.
Only at this time can real troops see their tactical literacy, and only at this time can real commanders see their command capabilities.
Old Bunar, a guy who has been a commander since his prime, is undoubtedly the best among commanders
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